The three of them were chatting and laughing, and talking about many interesting things. After a while, the food on the table was eaten.
"Feihong, Awen, if I start learning martial arts now, is it still too late?" Jiang Li asked the two of them after ordering someone to clean up the debris in the hall.
"Practice martial arts? What are you doing?" Huang Feihong and Ip Man looked at each other, quite surprised. You must know that among the three people, if there is one who is least likely to practice martial arts, it must be Jiang Li.
He didn't know how many times he was told this by Huang Qiying when he was a child, but he didn't change his inner thoughts. Why now?
"As I travel further and see more, I find that many of my previous perceptions are wrong." Facing the surprised looks of the two, Jiang Li sighed.
The farthest place Huang Feihong and Ip Man have traveled so far is Taiwan. Although Jiang Li has never been abroad in the real world, the four years that the original owner spent in the UK were real. How could they know those things?
What do powerful countries think of China?
The Opium War, the Sino-Japanese War, the Eight-Power Allied Forces' War of Invasion of China, these East-West wars completely wiped out the former great Eastern country, and it became a colony in the eyes of foreigners.
And he knew that what was about to happen to this country was more than forty years of chaos, in which countless innocent people would lose their lives.
Jiang Li is not a saint, and he does not have that much ability to turn the tide on his own. Apart from memory, he only has one more mental power than ordinary people. He will still be doomed when faced with foreign guns and cannons.
Therefore, all he can do now is to make himself stronger first and be able to save his own life.
And practicing martial arts is just one way.
With Huang Feihong and Ip Man as the two future masters, if he didn't seize the opportunity, he would simply be sorry for the identity assigned to him by the system.
It could be seen that Jiang Li was not in a high mood, and Ye Wen and the other two did not continue to ask questions.
"To be honest, it's a bit late to learn martial arts now, and Ali, you haven't laid a foundation before. If you want to achieve great achievements, I guess..." Ye Wen looked at Jiang Li with a hesitant expression.
The best time for a person to practice martial arts is from the age of twelve to twenty, because at this age the body can basically withstand the strong pressure of martial arts training, but the bones have not yet been finalized and are highly moldable.
Moreover, those families who practice martial arts usually start taking medicinal baths all day long when their children are five or six years old to strengthen their bodies and bones and polish their foundation. By the time they are in their teens, they will be able to make rapid progress.
Jiang Li is now twenty-five years old, and he did not have a solid foundation when he was a child. No matter how good his martial arts qualifications are, Ip Man would not dare to give him any assurance.
"Can't you?" Jiang Li whispered, not too disappointed. Although he didn't practice martial arts, he still knew something about it. He just wanted to ask out of reluctance in his heart. Since he couldn't practice martial arts, he just wanted to ask.
I can find another way.
For example, his power of telepathy is still growing to this day. Jiang Li has taken away the opportunities of the three protagonists in Super Out of Control by himself. Even he himself doesn't know how long this growth will last?
If he could develop control over his telekinesis like the protagonist in the movie, it wouldn't be any worse than practicing martial arts.
"It's hard to talk too much about this matter. I'd better go back and ask my father. Although I have accepted a few apprentices, I don't know much about this aspect. He has always been thinking about you." Huang Feihong.
I don't know anything about this, so I can only feel relieved.
"Let's do this, I will observe mourning at home for three days, and then I will go to Baozhilin three days later," Jiang Li said.
"That's fine." Huang Feihong nodded. After all, Huang Qiying was more knowledgeable in this regard, and it would be better to meet in person.
"By the way, Ali, Feihong and I have discussed it. In order to prevent someone from coming over to assassinate you at night, the two of us will take turns staying at your house in the past few days to protect your safety until the murderer is found." He seemed to be thinking.
What? Ye Wen patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and said to him.
"Hey, I asked two famous masters from Foshan to be my bodyguards. I don't know how many people will be envious to death if I tell you." Jiang Li glanced at the two of them movedly and said with a smile.
"Whoever is a master or not, don't talk to us." Huang Feihong habitually put his right hand behind his back and said with a smile.
"Haha, you're telling the truth..."
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At the same time, in a heavily armed village that was closed on all sides at Foshan Pier.
"What did you say? That yellow-haired boy wants to take revenge on me?" A red-haired foreigner wearing a burgundy suit shouted in broken Chinese.
Below, it is Jiang Shimin.
"Yes, Mr. Jishan, that boy is so ignorant. I even told you who you are, Mr. Jishan, but he just doesn't agree. He still insists on saying that you killed his parents, Mr. Jishan.
We want to take Mr.'s head as a memorial to his parents. We thought, this guy is too unreasonable. Mr. Jishan, you are our friend. Why don't we come to see you as soon as we come out?"
Jiang Shimin, who was standing below, had an extremely flattering smile on his face. He wanted to bend his waist to the ground and said with a look of resentment.
"Well, you did a great job, don't worry, you are all my friends, and I have always been very friendly to my friends... bang bang." Mr. Jishan above had an unknown contempt flashing in his eyes and clapped his hands.
Soon, an American with a big nose came over holding a hand-sized cloth bag.
"These fairy powders are my thank you gift to you. If you have any news in the future, you can tell me. I will never treat you badly." Mr. Jishan looked at Jiang Shimin below and bowed to him.
"Shen... Shenxian Powder?" Jiang Shimin looked straight at the bag that was handed to him, and his eyes even glowed with green light, especially when he smelled the smell inside that almost intoxicated his soul.
His whole body was shaking with excitement.
That kid Jiang Zhao really got it right, Shenxian Powder, I finally have Shenxian Powder to drink again.
Jiang Shimin grabbed the bag and hurriedly stuffed it into his pocket. Naturally, he thanked Mr. Jishan profusely.
"Okay, you can go back." Mr. Jishan waved his hand to him and lost interest in chatting.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Jiang Shimin nodded and bowed before retreating.
"Pah..." After Jiang Shimin's figure disappeared from the room, Jishan threw the coffee on the table to the ground.
"Hmph, a yellow-skinned pig also wants to kill me. You really don't know how high the earth is. You go and kill him tonight." He said loudly to a tall, white-faced man wearing a jacket on the side.
That was his bodyguard, named Tiger. He was a fighting master with extraordinary skills. He could deal with three or four big men by himself. Tiger was also a master of marksmanship. He specially invited him from the United States to deal with those gray matters.
There is almost no disadvantage.
He was the one who took care of Jiang Li's parents at first, but what he didn't expect was that the old man was quite powerful in Foshan. His death shocked the whole of Foshan, especially the civil forces led by Huang Qiying, who almost brought Foshan up.
, and finally the government forced it down.
Such a big noise made him dare not take any more risks, so he had no choice but to stop. But he didn't expect that he didn't intend to pursue the case, and that boy actually dared to cause trouble. In this case, he could only send him to see his parents.
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"Yes." Tiger nodded with a grin and slowly backed out.
